Apparently, teaching the 3 year old to sing the following song is FROWNED UPON in this establishment:

I love to go swimmin’
With bow legged women
And swim between their legs!

That’s me, a good influence on impressionable youth.

It’s not the running through the house naked, the fear he engenders in the cats, the quite artistic graffiti on the wall next to his coloring desk, or even the fighting position he’s digging in his sandbox that worries me about Boo. It’s the maniacal laughter he has while he’s doing it that gets to me.

A 3 year old boy and a Labrador retriever, left alone with a pepperoni pizza, are up to no good if they are suddenly quiet.

Just got back from another evening defending Jihadistan from the forces of democracy.  Here are a few things that occurred to me:

• The American way of fighting a war isn’t even remotely fair to the other side, and I’m perfectly OK with that.
• The old adage about bringing a knife to a gunfight has nothing on “Don’t bring a paintball gun to a gunfight”.
• I’m not the first to say this, but friendly fire isn’t.
• Snipers are sneaky bastards. 
• Nothing says “Keep your head down” like catching a round right in your eye protection.
• To the jackass who decided to strap a laser pointer to his paintball gun and earned us all an butt-chewing by the guy in charge of the training about realism, I hope that this first experience will be your last.
• I’m bruised and hurting, but it’s a good hurt.  I hope that the guys who were training tonight will be better prepared to do their jobs and come home safe.
• On this Veteran’s Day, I was reminded of just how lucky I am to have men and women such as I have met at Fort Knox manning our walls and guarding our keeps.  

Navy SEALS are some of the smartest people I know.  “The only easy day was yesterday.” is more than a way to get through BUDS, it’s become my morning mantra.

Do y’all think it would be a good idea to spread a rumor in the OWS crowd that all of the political and financial power in the world is centered in the Westboro Baptist Church so that the hippies would set up massive demonstrations wherever those goobers pop their heads up?

Just an evil little thought.

This morning, I successfully voted against 8 incumbents.  I think that’s usually the best strategy.

What have you done for the republic today?

• Difference between a 13 year old girl and a 16 year old boy:  The 13 year old girl argued that $10 was too much to rake up a yard worth of leaves and run them through the Leaf Hog.  The 16 year old boy, three years ago, argued that he wanted $20 or more to do half the work.
• Tallies for the weekend – 16 large bags of mulched up leaves for the garden beds, 4 large trash barrels of assorted other yard waste for pickup, 1 and 1/2 trash barrels of crap that needs to be hauled off.  Add to that 1 large bag of composted manure and a bale of peat moss hauled to the garden and mixed in.
• Note to self – Measure the height of the area you want to put in a set of 7 foot steel shelves in the basement before purchasing them.  
• Further note to self – Considering re-routing ductwork in the basement due to a desire to put in 7 foot shelves in a 6 and 1/2 foot space is a sign of mental illness.
• Proud moment of the weekend – Girlie Bear goes over to the neighbor with the new baby and asks if the baby is taking a nap because she needs to run the leaf blower and lawn mower and doesn’t want to wake the child.
• Watching two 3 year olds play in a battery operated jeep and a sandbox could be material for an anthropological paper worthy of Jane Goodall.
• Girlie Bear and Little Bear’s mother is my ex-wife for a reason.
• I need to do an inventory of my ammunition and get it organized.  I kept finding boxes of .22 this weekend that I vaguely remember buying.
• Girlie Bear and I got drawn to hunt at Fort Knox again this year, but it’s in a completely different area.  Going to have to do a bit of scouting.